The chaos within bore through her,
hungry and delirious, insatiable.
Unable to tame the frenzy,
she thought it too cruel to silence.
She bathed herself in the sweet fire,
and realized she was home -
ever wild, ever free, dancing in the flames.
I write… When the thoughts swirl too much in my head. Because I am afraid to say things out loud. When there is no one to listen. Because I hope one day you'll read my words. I write because I know no other way